Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1918

Jay disapproved of her thoughts and said, "It’s hereditary, Angeline."

He did not think that Jenson's sensibility was due to the lack of maternal love. Even if this were the reason, Jay would never admit to it.

He did not want to place that kind of mental burden o n Angeline.

Angeline looked at Jay... If she were to recall Jay back when he was in his youth, he seemed to have an extraordinary sense of maturity as well.

Jens and Jay had too much in common. They were both on the autistic spectrum and had the same cold temperament. They were unfriendly, yet they cherished affection and personal loyalty. Moreover, they were both wise beyond their age.

She somehow believed that Jenson's early maturity might indeed be hereditary.

Suddenly, the phone rang once more.

When Angeline looked at her phone, she saw a text from Baby Robbie: [Dearest birth giver, long ago, the kings dismissed hundreds of schools to adhere to one strict religion. In the present time, a hundred schools o f thought contend with fighting for equal rights and

open-mindedness. Your son is currently urging his mother to allow for such progressive views...]

Angeline stared at his literary 1,000-word essay and asked for Jay's help with a headache.

"What kind of mumbo-jumbo is the kid writing this time?"

Jay pursed his lips into a smile. Compared to Jens' maturity and stable thoughts, Baby Robbie had a more age-appropriate innocence. He was sunny as well as handsome, filled with vigor and vitality. He was like the scorching sun that could bring warm sunshine to everyone around him.

Angeline typed a few words and replied: [Can you type like a normal person?]

Baby Robbie changed into a more concise method: [ Mommy, I wanna grow my hair and get a perm.]

Angeline felt like her whole person had been struck b y thunder and lightning. She was wholly stunned.

When Jay saw the text message, he was so furious that he almost grabbed the phone and threw it out the window.

Angeline caressed his undulating chest and appeased him. "Stay calm, Jaybie."

Jay furiously snarled. "What the hell is he up to? Grow his hair and get a perm? Is he planning on galloping o n a horse into the land of absurdity? Does he know that he’s a boy?"